There are a lot of times we just don’t like each other. Quiet glares in the hallway. Downcast eyes. Yelling. Like any relationship, we have the highs and the lows. We have the moments where we want to quit and the moments where it all makes sense.
I’m reminded of why I’m thankful for him tonight. It’s 9:40p, and instead of watching a movie or sleeping, he’s curled up around an iron, a laptop case, and Cricut vinyl, trying to find the perfect temperature to make this whole thing “go” and help fill a merchandise store with goodies so we can get the show on the road.
In the words of Thomas, “go go go!”